Chapter 7 Wudang Feng Long, Qi runs through Changhong

"It's been five days since the system was upgraded.,Tomorrow is the school sports meeting.,I don't know if the system can get x points without upgrading.,If not, it's a big loss.。 Ma Xuan thought so in his heart, and at this time, a shout came from outside the door.

"Hey, the people inside, come out, I know you're inside, it's useless to hide, provoke me Feng Long, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will chase you back!"

"Damn, I didn't expect a small minion to really attract a big boss, but it's okay, I haven't played with a real ancient martial artist, and I don't know what my strength is, just borrow this Feng Long to try my strength, and by the way, ask about the martial arts competition. Ma Xuan pondered silently in his heart.

"I heard that you have something to do with me, and now that I'm out, what can you do with me?" Ma Xuan said arrogantly.

"Your name is Ma Xuan, you kid is very rampant, you, you know who is covering this area, you dare to ask for trouble, and you still make a lot of nonsense to let me coil, come, you plate, I see how you want me to coil today, don't you have the ability? ”

The comer is menacing, and it seems that he can't be good, so Ma Xuan also decided not to keep a low profile anymore, and was ready to give it a go, fight hard, and try his current strength, so he provoked.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, fight quickly, don't grind and chirp like a neurotic, do you villains have such a few lines? ”

"Boy, you're picking up a light in the toilet, you're looking for (death), eat me a punch, and watch the move. ”

Feng Long couldn't help it for a long time, and after listening to Ma Xuan's words, he couldn't help but fight, only to see Feng Long use Wudang Peerless Taijiquan, the fist intention is one yin and one yang, and there are four or two thousand catties, but our protagonist is not a vegetarian, and he easily dodged Feng Long's Tai Chi momentum with Ling Bo micro-steps, and fought back, because he has long been proficient in the Book of Changes, and the art of the Book of Changes contains the change of yin and yang, so Feng Long's attack is full of loopholes in Ma Xuan's eyes.

Feng Long saw that many moves were missed, and he was punched a few times, completely anxious, and the momentum of Tai Chi was radiated to the extreme, Tai Chi Boxing, Baguazhang, Xingyi Boxing and other martial arts mastery was exhausted (and eggs), although Ma Xuan had some difficulty parrying such a fierce attack, but still had the upper hand, after all, people's kung fu is not bad, Ma Xuan did not make a move, he was afraid that after using the eighteen palms of the dragon descending would cause unnecessary trouble, and now a disciple forced Ma Xuan to be like this, then if the master of the door came out, he must not rub Ma Xuan on the ground!

"Don't hide if you have the ability, do you dare to decide the outcome with me, what kind of man is hiding around?" Feng Long saw that he had missed many moves, and his mind was confused.

Ma Xuan was not to be outdone, and became ready to fight Feng Long.

"Come on, come, who is afraid of whom, but this is what you requested, don't hold a grudge after the fight! ”

"You are really a member of the Beggar Gang, the Beggar Gang has produced a talent like you, it seems that the Beggar Gang of this year's martial arts competition is going to dominate again, I can't admit defeat, gossip serial palm. ”

The two palms were palm-to-palm, the golden dragon collided with the gossip, although Ma Xuan was slightly better, but he was also injured, and Feng Long was blown out by the increase in strength brought by the eighteen palms of the dragon.

"You are really a disciple of the Beggar Gang, but why have I never heard of you? Could it be that you are a seed player secretly cultivated by the Beggar Gang?" Feng Long was surprised.

"What kind of beggar gang is not a beggar gang, do you think I look like a beggar? And what about the martial arts tournament that you have been talking about?" Ma Xuan didn't understand what Feng Long was saying at all, his kung fu was given by the system, and he had no connection with the beggar gang.

"You're not a member of the Beggar Gang, then how can you be the Eighteen Palms of the Beggar Gang?" Feng Long didn't believe Ma Xuan's words.

"What can I do about this, I can't tell him that I have a system, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are from the newbie gift pack, alas, there is!"

Ma Xuan made up a reason to try to get by.

"I met an old beggar on the street, and when I saw that he was pitiful, I gave him all the money I had, and the beggar thanked me for everything, so he gave me a secret book, and I taught myself according to the above moves, and it was natural. ”

"How is it possible? It will take 10 years to have a cultivation like yours, you must be lying to me! This must be impossible, could it be that all my years of cultivation have been in vain? I can't even compare to you, a hairy boy who has just entered the rivers and lakes!"

"That's no way, who called me a genius? It's not a shame to lose to me!"

Feng Long was already injured by the powerful palm power, coupled with Ma Xuan's endless taunts that added fuel and vinegar, Feng Long finally had turbulent internal qi and spit out a mouthful of blood, while Ma Xuan was like a nobody, as steady as Mount Tai, thanks to the energy supplied by the dishes he cooked, repairing his injured body all the time.

"I admit it this time, but the next time we meet, I will definitely find it back!

"Wait, what is the Martial Arts Tournament? I wanted to ask you for a long time, but you never gave me the opportunity to ask. ”

"What? You don't even know about the martial arts competition, so what is the purpose of your martial arts training?"

"Is the purpose?" Ma Xuan thought in his heart for a long time, "Pretending to be a flirtatious girl?" These are not, and finally Ma Xuan said: "The purpose of my martial arts practice is to better protect the people around me. ”

Ma Xuan's words stimulated Feng Long, and Feng Long remembered the teachings of Dun Dun when his master taught him, as well as the original intention of practicing martial arts that he had long forgotten, that is: to help the weak and do the things of the rivers and lakes.

Feng Long has been arrogant and domineering for so many years, it is obvious that he has completely forgotten his original intention of practicing martial arts, and he has done the opposite, doing countless evil things, he hates his own actions a little, after listening to Ma Xuan's words, he woke up.

"Your name is Ma Xuan, right, I, Feng Long, remember you, I will not come to you for trouble in the future, if anyone dares to find trouble for you, it is against me Feng Long, the martial arts tournament will be held in Qingfeng Mountain in a month, before you are defeated by me, you can't lose to others, farewell!"

"Alas, it's really an arrogant boy, but that's fine, more is better than less, in a month? It's enough for me to improve my strength, martial arts competition, wait, your grandfather is coming to kick the gym, this time the martial arts alliance leader, I Ma Xuan wants it!"

But what Ma Xuan didn't know was that this competition was not only a martial arts competition, but also a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and by the time he woke up, it was already too late......